The Pavillion-Where-the-Crane-Came

When I visited this shrine of Truth
a crane came to the paradise garden.
Brush in hand, I wrote out two large words
happily expecting they'd last a thousand years.
It cried out as moonlight shone through pines,
danced and danced as wind swept the bamboo.
The road to heaven, how vast and far it is!
You and I will go there together.
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Chao Meng-fu
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